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... of the technical details, but because Tamrie was having a hard time believing it.
“Not a lick of sense,” Tamrie said, pacing back and forth. “Me? A Caller of the Deeps?”
“Wait, you’ve heard of them?” I asked. It was the first time she’d indicated any familiarity.
“Course I done heard of ‘em. Not a soul in Spellford who wouldn’t,” Tamrie said, hands over her head as she paced back and forth. “The High Lord’s wife was a… Oh… poor Ari.” Tamrie plopped down next to me, her en ...
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